A continuation of my story from here
April 29, 3010. The Lurker Fleet, stationed around Lurker Outpost RWBY, patrolled the system nervously, constantly under the threat of a Bumblebee invasion. For three long years the Bumblebee armada had been warring the combined forces of the Monochrome and Black Sun armadas, who had come together in an uneasy alliance once they realized that the Hive would not be stopped. Now that they had been mostly obliterated, the remaining leadership forced into exile, the Hive turned its attention towards the smaller fleets, like Dragonslayer or KnightShade.
Admiral Yukon Wolff sat in the council room, and drummed his fingers nervously against the armrest of his chair. The Bumblebee fleet usually ignored the Lurkers, but lately they had been moving closer and more aggressively towards Lurker space. It was starting to worry them. As such, the Lurker Council had commissioned the construction of a superweapon that could wipe out an entire ship in seconds: The Canon.
He was surrounded by his fellow Councillors: Prolific Upvoter, Arbitrary Downvoter, Hiatus Complainer, and the Chief Councillor Low-Key Shipper. At the moment Councillor Downvoter was rambling on about how the new fan art was substandard and proposing a bill to downvote it.
A light rumbling awoke him from his stupor as he stood and walked over to the window to see its source. That rumbling soon transformed into loud explosions, as the sheen of golden Hive ships began to obscure the midday sun.
Councillor Complainer panicked. "Who lead them here? Why are they attacking us?" His head turned to Upvoter. "Did you upvote a Monochrome post?"
Upvoter looked down sheepishly. "Perhaps I did by accident..." he stammered, earning him a hard slap from Shipper. "There are too many of them! What are we going to do?"
Yukon pulled a key from his pants pocket, shocking the other four members of the council. "But the Canon," Complainer stuttered, "It's not finished yet!" Shipper sighed and produced his key. "It seems we have no choice."
The Councillors advanced to the center table, where each man inserted his key and turned it. A holographic display appeared in the middle of the table: Activate Canon? Yes or No? After a moments hesitation, Low-Key pressed Yes.
The Bumblebee fleet was gone before they even knew what happened. Almost every ship in the sky was blown completely away, no trace of their existence remained. With the majority of their fleet obliterated, the remaining ships retreated from Lurker space.
The Councillors celebrated, cheering and laughing and bitch-slapping Upvoter. Yukon, still lost in thought, advanced to the window and gazed outwards. Sure, it seems as if all was lost for the Bumblebees. But the fight wasn't over.
If he knew anything, it was that the Hive always bounces back.